We ended our summer with political rallies, the Taming of the Shrew (put on in two weeks, yes, holy cow), hikes in the woods, time viewing screens and revamping and rethinking and regenerating for this new year. This new school year.

It always feels new for me too.

Like this is when we should celebrate New Years.

Rohan continues to love acting. He continues to push himself and wow's me in the process.

He is loving Middle School and that right there is

something to be in awe about.

Max continues to show me just how mature he is for an almost 9 year old.

Max is a kid who feels safe with himself... He feels confident.

I love his free spirited attitude and his seriousness about about which he goes forth in the world, on his own.

As August becomes September, I always stop, and pause and reflect on just how fast it all happens.

This life thing.

North Carolina is passing laws that are directly affecting the kids.

If we get the kids involved, things will change. Yes, they will.

Dress Tacky Day. I am so proud. :)

Friends and laughter

Rohan/Tranio in the Taming of the Shrew

A special order for a friend heading off to college.

something I try to do everyday.

our beautiful world

Rohan picked this flower for me.

The first day of school. Morning.

The first day of school evening.

(He did love school, just his way of unwinding, making potato art)

Fooky's first bath by the boys... it went well. And Mom is thrilled they have a new job!

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Rohan continues to love acting... performing in The Seagull this past June and Taming of the Shrew in a week. I love to watch him perform. He always surprises me with his talent. Rohan is officially a middle schooler and begins 6th grade in three weeks! Holy Cow.

Max continues to love Soccer, building, helping and inventing. He loves school and is a natural leader.

I admire his determination and fire.

I am making pots and loving it. I am struggling a bit with the business part but slowly but surely it is coming together. I feel so fortunate to have this opportunity to even try my hand at being a potter.

Jay, my other half, makes this possible with his working a soul sucking job.

I am a lucky lady and wife.

Here is to summer and all it has provided us. Here is to an approaching fall full of

of finding friends who get us, of feeling frustrated and misunderstood, but loved and safe.

Rohan continues to blow my mind with his creativity

and test me with his swinging emotions.

All part of the beautiful package.

He will begin working on a play The Seagull by Chekov next month,

The play goes on at NC Stage The last in June.

Max is 8 and strong and determined. He works hard in school, annoys the heck out of brother, continues to like to play soccer and challenge himself with other venues. He still cooks, and like to vacuum, and to emulate his brother while despising him all at the same time.

This is a year of finding his own way. Of making some small breaks from his attachment to his brother and find his own friends and spaces to figure out who he is.

Max is a lover. He is also a mini tornado or volcano.

As we moved now into this new year... we find much to be celebrating.

WE are blessed.

We have many people we adore and who adore us. That is all we can ask for.

Carpe Diem.

Hoping to make it back here more often. Like once a week. I miss reading blogs and

This is a written journey of motherhood but also a place for artistic release... something that is mine for me to do when I have forgotten who me is. It is a journal and a guide and a memory holder. There will be magic and mayhem, honesty and fabrication, and lots of dreaming.